Chapter 1320: Fleet Descends, the Cultivation Realm Faces Peril!

At this point, more than half a year had passed since the Cultivation Realm entered a state of war readiness, and news of cultivators breaking through came one after another—"Little Lu Yang," "Lu Yang's talent" sprouted everywhere, as if any heavenly pride could arm-wrestle with the Lu Yang of old.

The number of heavenly prides calling themselves "Little Meng Jingzhou" had greatly diminished, after all, imitating Meng Jingzhou was too difficult—what heavenly pride didn't dream of spending spring nights with the saintess and demonesses?

At first, Lu Yang still wanted to stop this unhealthy trend, but his fame had been too great before, everyone took him as a target, causing this demonic wind to grow too strong to be stopped.

For this, Lu Yang could only sigh, sitting every day at the newspaper office reading reports; after a long time, he could automatically filter out the three words "Little Lu Yang."

This also reflected the current vigorous and upward spirit of the Cultivation Realm, with everyone striving to seize this great opportunity, cultivating desperately.

If one could stand out during the war against the Candle Heaven Civilization, that would be even better.

Nowadays, the Cultivation Realm sees events worthy of more than a newspaper every moment, and the weekly paper can no longer satisfy the people's needs.

Fortunately, the assistance team brought by Chancellor Gao had made a major breakthrough in combining spiritual energy and technology, enabling mass production of quantum communicators—though the cost had not yet come down, usually three to five households would pool money to buy one communicator.

Communication efficiency greatly improved, and newspapers naturally evolved from the *Cultivation Weekly* to the *Cultivation Daily*.

"Strange, why haven't the Candle Heaven Civilization's warships arrived yet?" Xia Di and others wondered—it had already been more than half a year, and everyone knew Lu Yang had returned from the Star Alliance to the Cultivation Realm in less than a month.

"Did something happen midway?" Zhu Tian speculated, as he was chatting with Xia Di using the quantum communicator.

"Who said he was the universe's overlord—what kind of accident could there be?"

……

The appearance of the *Cultivation Daily* meant newspapers had to be published every day, workload greatly increased, and Lu Yang truly couldn't bear it—he wanted to slip away.

But after all, it was he who had told the Innate Daoist and Gu Junye that he would handle the newspaper affairs from now on.

Having spoken big words, it was hard to back out; Lu Yang could only say that as a half-immortal, he must bear the duty of guarding the Cultivation Realm, and went to hide at the Cultivation Realm's entrance to enjoy leisure.

The Cultivation Realm had established two lines of defense at its entrance: the first line composed of Body Integration stage cultivators, the second of Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivators, rotating regularly to prevent sneak attacks by the Candle Heaven Civilization.

Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivators were all elders; Lu Yang was unfamiliar with them, so he blended into the Body Integration cultivators' unit—at least there were acquaintances here.

……

Not far from the Cultivation Realm, space distorted, and one after another, flesh-and-blood fleets emerged through wormhole space.

To reach the Cultivation Realm as soon as possible, Shi Wumian ordered the fleet to disregard consequences and continuously accelerate, taking less than a year to arrive at the destination.

Just after completing the spatial jump, the spirit stone detection radar kept beeping, the dial showing dense red dots too numerous to count.

Shi Wumian excitedly rubbed his hands—this sound was music to his ears, meaning the cultivator named Lu Yang had not deceived the Star Alliance; the Cultivation Realm had inexhaustible spirit stones!

Even at the origin place of the Heavenly Emperor, my lord, the radar had never shown such a fierce reaction!

Perhaps these fifteen hundred warships couldn't even hold this many spirit stones!

He already imagined returning full-loaded, and how the Heavenly Emperor, my lord, would reward him.

Shi Wumian forced himself to calm down, enlarged the radar dial, projected it onto the screen, so commanders could all see.

"You all see, right? The Cultivation Realm possesses vast spirit stones, but the places with the most quantity and highest quality are these five locations."

Shi Wumian pointed with his command baton at five unknown regions—these five spots had the densest red dots, and the red was so deep it turned purple.

"Later, each of you will lead two hundred warships, through directed wormholes, to plunder spirit stones at these five places—load as much as you can!"

"Your performance, I will report one by one to the Heavenly Emperor, my lord, upon return."

"In this uncivilized place, there's no need to talk about rules—just loot and be done."

"Yes!"

The commanders' eyes were snow-bright, flashing with excited light, knowing this was a great opportunity to build merit and achieve greatness—if they succeeded, they could compete for legion commander in the future.

This was Shi Wumian's way of employing people: give subordinates benefits, and they will work hard for you.

Assigning these five commanders out would maximize merit.

Directed wormholes—a wormhole technology not even mastered by the Star Alliance—if the detector can confirm the position, no signal receiver needs to be built at the other end; one can directly construct the wormhole to arrive there.

Before the fleet appeared five directed wormholes; the commanders led their warships into the wormholes, which closed, and the fleet vanished.

Shi Wumian's fleet had a total of fifteen hundred warships; he dispatched one thousand, leaving five hundred behind.

The legion commander personally going out to loot would lose dignity—his task was simply to wait here for the results.

After a while, he grew doubtful: according to regulations, after the fleet passes through the wormhole, they should report status—but why did these five commanders, after passing through the wormhole, fall completely silent?

"First Fleet, respond if you hear me."

"Second Fleet, respond if you hear me."

"Third Fleet……"

"Fourth Fleet……"

"Fifth Fleet……"

Not a single one responded.

The communicator emitted a hissing sound, with no reply.

Shi Wumian frowned—perhaps the special terrain of the Cultivation Realm was interfering with the signal?

This had happened before; getting closer would restore normal communication.

Shi Wumian disliked things going out of control; he ordered the remaining five hundred warships to approach the Cultivation Realm.

……

The First Fleet passed through the wormhole, the radar nearly maxed out, the commander quite excited—perhaps this was the place among the five with the most spirit stones.

"Report to commander: below seems to be an undeveloped remote mountain area, with scattered buildings in the mountains."

The commander heard the report, looked downward—indeed, as far as the eye could see were mountains, with few signs of development; it seemed the people living here were quite backward.

"Land."

A technical personnel saluted and reported: "Report to commander, abnormal force field detected—initially suspected to be a natural domain formed by excessive and irregularly distributed spirit stones in the area; the fleet cannot land."

The energy detection dial showed abnormal data, a situation never encountered before.

The commander frowned, a problem arising at a critical moment: "How to solve it?"

"We can try using maximum-power energy beams to neutralize the force field."

"Allowed."

Boom—

A pure white energy beam, charged for a long time, descended from the heavens and struck the grand protective formation of the Questioning Dao Sect, causing slight ripples.

The Chasing Moon True Person, Qing He, who was drinking tea on the snowy mountain, and the river spirit bathing in the river all lifted their heads simultaneously, gazing at the strangely shaped fleet above that resembled a caterpillar, somewhat puzzled.

Weren't two defensive lines established at the entrance? How did this fleet get in?

And they are... attacking the Questioning Dao Sect?

In the Prison Peak, the prisoners heard the commotion and all saw this scene, stunned speechless.

They learned about the Candle Heaven Civilization from the newspapers, but they never imagined the Candle Heaven Civilization would dare to attack the Questioning Dao Sect.

Guan Shanhai couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing.

(End of Chapter)